The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary;
men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
– Joseph Conrad, Under Western Eyes
Performing tonight at The Truck Stop:Everyone just knows that the roads aren’t safe these days. Psycho killers stand along the edge of obscure routes, searching for prey as they thumb for a ride, while carjackers stalk the back roads in fake cruisers and stolen uniforms, more than willing to part honest folks from their vehicles. It’s a sick, convoluted tapestry, woven out of countless miles of asphalt; as dark, strange and twisted as anything that happens among the labyrinthine alleys of any crumbling metropolis, or within the walled palatial estates of the jaded rich. Along certain stretches of road, people occasionally go missing. Often they’re the sorts whom no one misses: runaways and prostitutes, transients and criminals. Perhaps the monsters that infest the shadows take them, whether to drink their blood or to feed on their souls, or perhaps some alien consciousness seeping up out of the land itself desires them. Most of the time, though, it’s just mundane human evil that makes people disappear.
Christie Reese
From the window of his room, John Wilmslow can see more people pull over to visit the truck stop across the street. Busy as ever. The time crawls towards eleven at night. Almost twenty minutes till the band begins to play. That won't help his headache much.
No screams from the other rooms tonight. There's always that to be thankful of.
